That is the song running through my brain as I prepare to paint. A fresh can of miracle concealer always engenders that joy of a new journey. I assume that’s how the song popped into the tangled web up there?
After that, I am anticipating the removal of a dead tree, always a favored activity for the Labor Day weekend. That is a true statement. Many a time we have trimmed or removed dead trees on this particular weekend of the year. It seems fitting to ”clean up” before winter. Thus, painting, trimming, and then enjoying a BBQ.
Hopefully my husband reads this and fires up the chainsaw.